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Straight up shit is and any day could be your last in the jungle Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble The corners is the hot spot, of mad criminals Who care, guzzling beers, we all stare At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better North we get the four pounders, and take their face off The streets is with undercovers, homicide chasing brothers The D.A.'s on the roof, to, watch us and knock us And killer coppers, even come through in I drink a little vodka, spark a L and a Glock for The fronters, ill niggas and spot runners Thinking it happen til I, trap em and clap em And leave em done, won't run about Gods I don't in none of that shit, your facts are backwards Nas is a of the street corner a Tec out the dresser, police got me under pressure
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Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not legal type of fella Moet drinking, marijuana smoking street Who's always on the corner, up blessed When I dress, it's never nothing less than Cold be walking with a bop and my hat turned Love committing sins and my friends sell nigga raps with a razor, keep it under my tongue The school drop-out, never liked the shit day one Cause life ain't shit but stress niggas and crab stunts So I guzzle my Hennesey while on mad blunts The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator The of nigga who be pissing in your elevator Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's black frames Now I'm into fat chains, sex and Fly new chicks and new kicks, and Beck's
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No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is it's about Before the BDP conflict with MC Around the time when dissed the Real Roxxane I used to wake up every morning, see my crew on the Every day's a different plan that had us running cops If it wasn't hanging out in front of spots We was at the candy factory, breaking the Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just the next man Fuck a God, let me see a hundred grand use a gun Son, but fuck being the wanted man But if I hit bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam call the crew to get live too With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, up the blow Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you the profit My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll stop it It's your on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love
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